Go for Olive the Octopi...Octopus.

You want to find out more about the self conscious cephalopod. Making your way across the sand you come to a cropping of rocks where you saw Olive. The rocks are dark gray spackled with lighter spots and barnacles. You scan across the sand and rocks and waves but see no hint of her. How could a bright orange animorph just disappear that way? You circle around, even into the surf until you make a complete turn. The waves lap at your ankles. Was she so shy she jetted out into the water? You look out, looking for any hints or signs in the water. Well wherever she is she must be long gone. You reach a hand out to lean against the rock wall. Your hand makes contact with the rock only to have the rock give way! You stumble sideways trying to stop yourself but off balance you realize you will crash into the wall.
And you kinda do but you don't. Your body impacts with something soft and resilient. Even more astonishing it makes a small squeal. In amazement you watch as a patch of the wall instantly changes hues from dark gray to blush red.
"Olive!" Is the only word you can say and that explains the situation. The blushing girl is avoiding your gaze , still flattening herself against the rocks.
"Are you alright?" You question. Still looking away, she quickly shakes her head up and down.
"Are you sure? I think I hit you pretty hard-I'm so sorry I didn't know you were there-" You want to yammer on with apologies but what you makes you stop. Olive was shifting through a myriad of neon colors from flashes of hot pink to sparks of gray and blue. You wonder in amazement as the creature in front of you has suddenly become a living kaleidoscope. As this wondrous creature stood before you, the choice became clear.
"Olive." You say with clarity and certainty. You cup the side of her face with one and and lift her eyes towards yours. With your other hand you reach for, and present her with the collar.
"Will you accept?" Olive looks at you with wide eyes. She blushes again, sending her body body into a cascade of scarlet and quickly nods once.
You put the collar on her and reach for one of her twelve hands.

You walk towards the clerk, with a still blushing, downward looking Olive in tow.